Glad to Return to my Home GYM
While I was away in Ohio I went to the YMCA. It was a great gym with new equipment and it was very clean. Almost all the equipment worked and I was able to get in a lot of training. Today after 2 weeks I was able to return to my neighborhood gym and I think I smiled the entire time I was there. I love the leaky roof, the smell of funky socks, old equipment, and most of all I was excited to see my trainer. I wanted to run & jump in his arms like a little kid, but instead I just worked really hard. I didn’t whimper, complain, or cry today. I just smiled at the extra weight and additional sets. Today was leg day and I haven’t even started limping yet.
There’s no place like home:)
